we're falling apart,
and it's just a matter of time at this point.
i don't want to lose you, i'm not ready to let go.
i'm not ready to forget everything.

our lips are moving, and we're not talking.
but everything isn't as sweet as before,
because now we're arguing.

and the whispers turn to talking,
and the talking turns to screaming,
and you just don't understand.

i don't know why you hold on to her so dearly,

maybe i should just let go.

i'm really starting to think you were never ready for this.
i'm going to be just another laura
we're going to end up in the same rut you two did.
i can feel it already.

maybe this is going to change once you come back.
i hope so, i really really hope so.
i'm losing grip of the biggest thing in my life right now.
i want you back, i want you to be mine.

but i don't know if i mean enough to you,
i don't know if i'm worth it to you.
but i hope so.

i don't think i should trust you the way i do.
i think you're straying.
i think i might have to let you go.

i'm so scared.

bliss.

i don't know if the bliss of our innocence is ever coming back,
i don't know if i'll ever have that same sparkle in my eyes again,
i love you, more then you know, but i don't know how to deal with this.
i always tell myself i'm over it, then i feel better, but that's temporary.
it's been a long time running, i should be over it by now.
i'm not sure if it's what you did that i can't let go of,
or rather the fact that you let yourself do it.

you let yourself fall for her, when you knew what you were already in.
you were with me, and we were supposed to be happy.
the first few weeks of a relationship are supposed to be bliss,
mine were hell. but i took them anyway, because i figured, maybe,
that you were worth it.

months are going by, and i'm still stuck in the same rut.
i'm over it mentally, but not emotionally, and it hits me,
at random times.

i want to be over it, truth is,
i'd rather pretend it never happened.

but everytime i look at you, and i know you looked at her,
with that sparkle in your eye, i cringe.

a part of me hates you for what you did to us.

the stars don't shine as bright as you.

i'm feeling alot better.
i feel like i've found my place, and everything seems so much more certain.
it's been four long months.
i've come to accept that you can't control how you feel,
no matter how much you want to.



you said sorry a thousand times, and i was still just as hurt.
it wasn't your fault.
it wasn't right, and it never will be, but i can live with it now.
this little bump we had in the road, does not deny the rest of
the beautiful scenery on this roadtrip we call life.



i know how you feel now, and that's enough for me,
to call you mine, proudly, for the rest of my life.
i'd marry you tommorow if you asked me to.
i'd give you my hand, if you took mine.



i'm in love with everything you are, and i wouldn't trade you for anyone
in the whole world.
you make me smile with such an open heart,
and the rest of the world becomes a blur when i'm with you.

nothing can hurt me, because you're the only one with the power to do so.
you would never do anything to hurt me,
and i know you'd protect me from any harm coming my way.
we're so commited to spending our lives together.
i just find it oh, so, beautiful.



it's at night when i'm lying next to you,
and you kiss my forehead, that i really see how lucky i am.
it's when i know i'm the last thing on your mind before you fall asleep,
how you repeat like a broken record, over and over again:
"i love you, i love you, i love you, i love you, i love you"
i treasure you more then you know.



you shine brighter then every star,
and every single one of them is a different reason as to why i love you.
i've found a feeling of stability that i've never experienced,
and it's because you're so sure of what you feel in your heart,
and you're willing to do anything to keep it that way.
you've taught me how to love, with my heart on my sleeve.
and truth between us is key, if we're going to make it in the long run.
so open up baby, and just let it all out.
you could never dissapoint me.


Charles West, I love you.